Review by Charles Cassady, Jr.
Adolescent audiences eagerly flocked to it, critics hated John Hughes' WEIRD SCIENCE
when it premiered in 1984 (what was I doing? Lots and lots of college
homework, you know, for that career and the good jobs that I was never
going to have). The persnickety movie-scribe establishment including
Hughes supporters like Roger Ebert, took the movie as an almost personal
betrayal by writer-director Hughes, whose 16 CANDLES, PRETTY IN PINK and THE BREAKFAST CLUB seemed to save society from many PORKY'S-inspired lowbrow 1980s youth comedies that were all about teen sex and revenge-pranks. To them, Hughes was a cinematic messiah and master of mass-audience Teen Comedy-Dramas With Heart and Soul. Until WEIRD SCIENCE, of course, that suddenly dove head-first into exaggerated juvie sex references and revenge-pranks, taking full advantage of the newly created PG-13 rating.
Here is what the critics forgot (but which I probably could have told them, if I weren't busy doing lots of college studies and homework, you know, for that career and the good jobs I was never going to get. Have I neglected to mention that yet?):